Parrish and I arrived around 1:30, and pretty much every truck was sold out. I wasn’t really going to eat, as there was only ONE truck I could get food from. We were mainly just going because it’s not everyday that there’s a food truck rodeo!

So I opted to get a Loco Pop while Parrish scanned the lines to see what was available.

While standing in line I overheard the guy in front of me…ok, I was totally eavesdropping…anyway, the guy was complaining about how there was NOTHING he could eat. And he was starving! And I just smiled to myself. I thought “WELCOME TO MY LIFE!” and then I stopped smiling and wondered if he was what I sound like to Parrish…moving on.

Parrish came back from the lines empty handed, and found me with a Black Raspberry Mojito Loco Pop. Yeah son! And he wanted me to share…

What this? Share this? But I licked it and I’m pretty sure I’m not up to date on my cootie shot.

Ummmmm. You know Darren LOVES a taco truck. I think he would've had one cater our wedding if I would've let him. :) He's totally going to die when he hears about this. And then he'll shake his fists at the gods for trucks that were empty of food. Fail!